An avid snow skier would probably recognize these locals - Angel Fire, Red River, Cimarron, Taos. These are in the mountains of Sangre de Christo north of Santa Fe. We have never traveled in this area before and it is really beautiful. I always think of New Mexico as desert or high desert, very desolate, dry and brown, brightened only by the Indian pottery and jewelry. Well, that is wrong. These mountains are green and lush with oak and pine and majestic outcroppings of rock and cliff; they have narrow canyons with gurgling streams and blue lakes. The open fields are filled with all kinds of birds and chirping prairie dogs and the forests hide the mule deer, elk, prong horn antelope and bears.
Yesterday we were successful in finding a campsite in the Cimarron Canyon State Park at the Maverick Campground along the Cimarron River. John rocked the RV crossing into the park and spilled the dishes onto the floor. Did you know Corelle Corningware breaks?? It shatters! Then a neighboring camper wanted to visit while we were trying to park in a very tight spot. We finally got situated so that John was able to relax by the Gravel Pit Pond and catch 15-20 trout!
Today was a very lazy, relaxed, laid back day. While John fished I drove into Eagle Nest to the farmer’s market then shopped at a couple of unique shops with very interesting shopkeepers. The rest of the day was quiet and peaceful. The weather has been so perfect - cool mornings, warm afternoons and nights cool enough for light blankets.
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